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Meet the land of crying
dark grass and gray clouds
No smiles only sighing.
If only and smile was bound.
And we would make no sounds.
We never heard a laugh.
Nor happiness from humans.
No food for calfs.
And every day new ones.
From Monday to Sunday.
We're crying anyway
- by Holy chowder |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 10/31/2008 |
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- Title: land of crying
- Artist: Holy chowder
- Description: see the miserable land of crying
- Date: 10/31/2008
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Comments (3 Comments)
- Collector Chris - 11/01/2008
- hmmm.... I feel like that sometimes I just want to go there yup...
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- -xXCookie_TaserXx- - 11/01/2008
- its like you left your story open
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- angstluver - 10/31/2008
- I assume were is supposed to be ''we're''. smile Is caffs supposed to be calfs as well? Other than those errors, this is pretty good. *smiles*
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